counting stars

another wolf would soon appear. the ravens briefly ignored as one circled overhead, the other on the man's back. though Benedict knew they were familiars. he had seen their like before. the other man bid him a good night, not a good welcome and he could barely blame him. calling at this hour was suspicious. he was just thankful he was not chased away. "m' name is Benedict" the young man would greet the other with a bobbing nod. "forgive me for calling yer pack so late. I just arrived at yer borders, and felt it was rude to not let ye know I was here." his thick tones offered nothing but truth.

he didn't want to be accused of stalking the community, knowing they couldn't really send him away because he wasn't even close to their scent line. but that didn't matter; if they felt justified they could chase him off. his head lowered, his eyes on the other older man thoughtfully. "I've come to scope Abraven out and see if it'll be a good fit for me" he went on to explain "m' a hunter first, though I know some defensive fighting" there was no need to brag, for his skills were meager compared to the honed wolves of this land. "if ye have time, can I ask ye some questions?"